Carnahan

you can tell that i was raised by an art teacher and a lawyer. when i was young my mom wouldn't let me out to play until i cleaned my room. well, one time i cleaned half of it impecably... and the other half was basically the mess of the first half and its original mess combined. she looked at me with that introverted look that shines on the faces of so many parents. it was the look she had while thinking to herself "why the fuck did i ever want children?" now i knew this look like the back of my hand and fed into it. i imediately stated that my room was a fixture representing not only the duality of my upbringing, but the duality of all mankind... i was then grounded, not by my mother, the art teacher, but by my father, the lawyer, for being manipulative... and this is how jacob carnahan came to be.